My Daughter is So Amazing

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The bark monster has become a sweetheart neighbor again, and the spider monster has become a tailor neighbor again.

Ah Er also changed back to a human form, dug a handful of soil from the ground silently, and squeezed it into Ah Da's shape.

"What the **** was going on just now? Is there something that wants to kill me?"

The neighbor of the tailor was dumbfounded, and he kept touching his body with his hand.

"Who can make us all be scared to show our true shape, but who else is there besides the village chief?"

The fat man murmured, took out a bottle of fruit wine from his pocket, and poured it down, shocked.

"But, why would the village chief want to kill us?"

"I am imitating a good villager! He picks the fruits of my house, and I don't say anything..."

Sweetheart's neighbor said aggrievedly.

"Could it be that he found something?"

Ah Da asked in a panic, the silly smile on his face froze.

The fat man was still stable enough, frowned, carefully recollected what he had just felt, and then said:

"No, it shouldn't be that bad."

"The killing intent just now doesn't have a clear directivity. It only triggers the world before it will be felt by us."

"People who are less powerful don't even notice it, thinking that the village chief is furious with incompetence..."

Sweetheart neighbors and tailor neighbors listened, nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Da, who had just been promoted, said he did not understand.

"I shouldn't be the one who didn't understand, right?"

He asked a little embarrassed.

As a result, Ah Er next to him nodded, indicating that he didn't understand either.

I can’t understand, and of course you can’t understand either!

The fat man had to patiently explain:

"It's actually very simple in nature, that is, the village chief doesn't know why he suddenly loses his temper and wants to kill someone."

"This village, as well as the world outside, felt his killing intent, made some reactions, and was noticed by us."

"This is the kind of intuition that you will only have after you have been promoted to Tier 12. You can vaguely perceive something unfavorable to us, just like someone mentions your real name and you can vaguely hear it."

"But the village chief doesn't really want to kill us, it's just that the guy he wants to kill has something to do with us, so we will react."

After listening to this explanation, Ah Da was relaxed, and the same silly smile appeared on his face again.

"So, I understand. I have just been promoted. I don't know much about these things. I have to follow you to watch and learn."

"But my real name is very long and awkward, and I have to pronounce it in Elvish. No one should know it."

"It's okay. You can prepare a ‘honourable name’ for yourself, and it will have the same effect."

The sweetheart fruit neighbor reminded him.

"Like me, there was a time when others called me the'Lord of Life and Plants'."

"Of course, it's useless now. This honorific name has become invalid as my rank goes backwards."

"If there is a chance in the future, I will probably give myself the honorable name of'Sweetheart Fruit Lord', right?"

He said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Uh...is it necessary to respect the name?"

Ah Da asked curiously.

Fatty still plays a good teacher, patiently answering:

"As long as you stay in the village honestly, it's not necessary for you and me. This thing is mainly used to fight against exclusion in the world."

"The more people chant the honorable name, the clearer the existence and mark left in this world..."

"However, if there are too many people chanting, they will be more severely rejected because they are too clear."

"Is it funny? But this is the rule of the world."

The fat man said, pointed at the neighbor of Sweetheart Fruit, and continued:

"This unlucky one, and the one you elves once believed in, suffered from this way."

Sweetheart's neighbor immediately put on a aptitude to hold his head and squat defense, and said with a cry in his mouth:

"Don't scold, don't scold, you will be stupid if you scold anyone!"

The fat man smiled, then replied:

"Fortunately, there is the village head. He opened up this shelter, so we don't need to care about this issue."

"However, the honorable name is useless to us, but it will be a bit helpful to our immature substitutes."

"I plan to wait for her to become more mature and tell her my honorable name, so that in case of emergency, let her recite my name and I can provide her with some help."

The tailor neighbor on the side listened and couldn't help being a little surprised:

"Huh? How can you still retain your honorable name? Then how did you survive so long and persist in meeting the village chief?"

The fat man smiled again and asked:

"You just saw it, didn't you?"

Everyone couldn't help but recall the golden skeleton with severe bone hyperplasia.

There is a stark difference from the image of a simple villager with a big belly, big head and thick neck in front of him.

But... something is still wrong!

Sweetheart's neighbor was the first to notice, and quickly said:

"Wait, this is not right! The one just now is not your body at all, it is just a holy thing!"

The fat man laughed and said nothing.

But Ah Da was careful and noticed another detail.

"But let's lie to that little girl now about the Lord of Order. If you tell her other names, won't she doubt it?"

"Don't worry, I have considered this a long time ago."

The fat man looked confident and continued:

"My honorific name is not a modern language, she can't recognize it."

"And when the time comes, we can claim to be the angels where the village chief sits down, so that we won't offend the village chief."

The tailor's neighbor immediately objected.

"Angel? Isn't this inappropriate? I think it is still called the village head, the village tyrants are more suitable?"

Sweetheart's neighbor also shook his head:

"The four village tyrants under the village chief? How does it sound like the evil forces in the countryside?"

These people then argued for this meaningless title, and the more noisy they got, the worse.

Only Ah Da felt that his sorrows and joys were not the same as theirs, and seemed out of place.

He cares more, why is the village chief suddenly angry?

Who provoke him?

Is that person still in touch with himself?

After thinking about it, only the great philanthropist Walsh met the conditions.

He is the only person who has some contact with himself and is likely to provoke the village chief.

So Ah Da decided to use this connection in the opposite direction and give this guy a small punishment as a warning.

He poked his chest lightly.

At this time, Walsh, a great philanthropist far away in the imperial capital, was participating in an afternoon tea.

Sitting next to him are several fashionable and beautiful imperial ladies, as well as some famous figures in the political and business circles.

Everyone talked very happily.

Suddenly, Walsh sprayed blood and sprayed the lady on the opposite side.

Then he fell to the ground again, convulsing all over his body, becoming unconscious.

The women around were screaming, and the men rushed up to help.

Among the crowd, a waiter frowned, his face gradually becoming pale.

He went to the doctor with an excuse and fled the scene.

He walked all the way through the inaccessible alleys, got into a sewer, and ran around in the maze of sewers for a long time, before finally hiding in a hidden darkroom.

He tore off the mask on his face, revealing a wrinkled old face.

Then, he took a knife out of his arms, cut it lightly on his fingertips, and used the blood drops to perform an extremely concealed secret technique.

A few drops of blood floated in the air and began to condense into characters.

This is delivering important information to the apostle organization behind it.

"Walsh was attacked, a very mysterious and strange attack without warning."

"It's not the hands of the empire, they don't have such powerful means."

"It may be the mysterious organization that has been interfering with us before."

"I have investigated before, and Walsh's loyalty is beyond doubt. It should be that he started investigating the successive mysterious events in the Imperial Capital these days, which attracted the attention of that organization."

"What should we do with him?"

After delivering the message, the elderly waiter patiently waited for the organization's response.

He is an intelligence officer from another city, one level lower than Walsh in the organization. This time he came to the imperial capital to exchange information with Walsh and conduct routine loyalty checks on him.

As a result, Walsh had no problem with his loyalty and remained loyal.

But he was attacked by another unknown force.

If he died here, it would have a fatal blow to the intelligence work of the entire organization...

After a while, the few drops of blood floating in the air began to change again.

The apostle organization wrote back!

"The situation is known, but we can't give up Walsh. He is loyal and very important to us."

"If he is not dead, it means that the other party does not want to kill him or expose him. It should be that he wants to talk to us."

"You can let him try to contact that mysterious organization, be careful, cautious, and show our goodwill and sincerity."

The news is only this, but the waiter feels very strange.

The organization actually wants to express goodwill to another organization?

Has he ever seen such an apostle?

Apostle of good faith? Do not make jokes!

But the organization can remain proud in the face of the pressure of the empire!

Can this mysterious organization be stronger than the empire?

Because his internal status is not high enough, many things are not accessible, and he doesn't know much about the current situation of the apostle organization.

But in fact, powerful apostles and deacons fell one after another, and perfect plans were frustrated one after another.

This is clearly not what the Empire can do.

They finally realized internally that they had to face another mysterious third-party force.

This power is erratic, its whereabouts are unknown, and its purpose is unknown. All that is known is that they are very powerful and that they are not part of the empire.

The apostles were not afraid of them, but they were advancing their great plan now, and for the time being they couldn't do anything to clean them up.

There is no need to be distracted by this little thing.

When their great cause is successful, all the people in this world will be ants, and even the Chaos Domain will tremble under their feet.

Then come to clean up this mysterious organization that does not live or die, it is as simple as drinking soup.

Therefore, the apostles thought that a brief retreat and tolerance were acceptable, and planned to let Walsh stabilize them.

They believe that Walsh, who is loyal and capable, can handle this.

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Following waves of episodes, Luo Er's airship finally arrived at the Imperial Capital Airport.

He changed into the costume of the spy chief, replaced the mask, and stuffed the little milk cat in his pocket.

He turned around and picked up the donkey, gave her an extra coat with a hood to cover the long ears on top of her head, and put a mask on her face to cover her delicate face.

The short skirt and white stockings on his legs were not changed for the time being, only a pair of small black leather shoes was forcibly put on his feet.

These clothes were bought by his servants before.

It's just that the donkey doesn't like to wear it.

After being forced to put on by Rohr, he was still very upset and awkward.

When putting her shoes on, a pair of ice cream-like feet dangled everywhere, preventing Roll from catching them.

In the end, it was Rolle who gave in, gave her a good coax, and asked her to lick her own face before she was willing to cooperate.

After dressing up in this way, the donkey looked much more normal and would not attract too much attention.

Although the white silk in the short skirt and the beautiful figure will still be eye-catching, it is at least stronger than the long ears on the top of the head.

"Okay, remember what I said before, you are now an operator under my command, and the action code is ‘Amia’!"

The donkey nodded obediently, and put his little hand into Roer's hands.

Let the master lead him before he is willing to leave!

Roel was also helpless, so he just led her and walked out of the airship.

There are already Secretary Ah Fu and people from the Scholars Association waiting for him outside.

"Doctor, you are finally back, the situation here urgently needs you to chair it."

An extraordinary person from the Scholars Association greeted him on the initiative and spoke.

Rohr also found it funny.

I'm obviously your supervisory agency? How can it be like a leading agency?

After the extraordinary man said, he turned his head to look at the strange little donkey behind Luo Er, and noticed the hand held by the two.

"Who is this……"

"My elite operator Amia, she captured the owl before ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Rol quickly explained.

Secretary Ah Fu on the side also followed Yuanchang with a heart:

"Yes, Amia is the most powerful cadre among us, of course, except for our doctor."

It can only be said that it is an old fritters, Secretary Afu lied, and his face didn't turn red.

"Fortunate to meet, then, let's talk about it in another place."

The extraordinary person didn't doubt it any more.

Everyone got on the steam car and drove in the direction of the gray ghost headquarters.

Little Donkey seemed to like the appearance of riding in a car. As soon as he got in, he hurriedly wanted to take off his shoes, and then leaned on the car window to watch the surrounding streetscape.

Roll hastened her to hold her.

"Sit down and don't move!"

"After I get home, I will feed you carrots."

He was afraid that the donkey would make some inexplicable behaviors as usual.

Especially after the meeting, there will be a meeting to discuss how to catch that bounce and crash the mysterious activity of other people's homes.

This requires the participation of the donkey, so Rohr took her with him.

At that time, she would be embarrassed if she wanted to sell cute.

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